Chapter 1659: Knock at Midnight

ed. His bloodthirsty eyes fixed on An Xue Tang, and he walked towards her step by step, gritting his teeth and saying, "An Xue Tang, if you don't want to die, let the old man go.""Uncle Emperor, why d...Feng Ming's icy eyes stared at him, "What were you sneaking around for just now"

The shop assistant felt wronged and explained helplessly, “I’ve never seen the Princess before, so I didn’t dare to recognize her at first. That’s why I thought of coming back to take another look at the portrait to be sure.”

Unexpectedly, I was misunderstood by Lord Feng and his wife.

Speaking of this, he was still a little unwilling and asked, "Just, I wonder what flaw did the subordinates show that made Young Master Feng and the Princess see through it"

As a spy for the Qingyun Pavilion, he had been lurking in this inn for so long without making a single mistake. How could he have been exposed by Young Master Feng and his wife all at once

An Xue Tang smiled, "It's only because you looked at me a couple of times. If you were just a shop assistant, seeing my elder brother with a sword at his waist, you wouldn't dare to stare at me so brazenly."

The Qingyun Pavilion scout was dumbfounded. So he had been exposed just because he glanced at the Northern Frontier Princess twice

He only felt his heart was crumbling.

He thought he had been very careful when looking at the princess, but he didn't expect her to notice even that.

Perhaps sensing his confusion, Feng Ming suddenly reached out and patted his head, saying in a somewhat irritated tone, "Do you really think I'd die without sending someone to check The scout awkwardly scratched his head. "That's right, Feng Ming's skills are so high, his attention must be excellent."

Soon, everyone stopped dwelling on the issue. The scout turned to An Xuetang, "Your Highness, you've arrived just in time. Our master only found some clues about the King of Beijang a couple of days ago. They should be on their way back to the capital now, and you probably haven't received the news yet."

Hearing that he had a lead on Mo Yunjing, An Xue Tang instantly became nervous and subconsciously took a step forward, eagerly asking, “Did Han Yun find the King of Beijang”

"Looking at the expectant gaze of the Northern Border Princess, the scout sighed inwardly and lowered his head slightly. "I'm sorry, we still haven't found any trace of the King of the Northern Border."

"Having said that, he quickly added, 'But our master sent a message back only two days ago. The Northern Frontier King's warhorses were seen in the territory of Xiliang. Our master has already led people to Xiliang to search.'"

"Your Highness, please rest assured. With our Master's abilities, we will surely find the whereabouts of King Beijang soon. Please don't worry."

As the wife of a missing husband, her whereabouts unknown, the Princess of Beijiang must be anxious, fearful, and deeply troubled.

He could probably guess all of that, but the Qianyunge sect had been searching for so long and couldn't even find the whereabouts of the King of Beijang.

Now, all that is known is that the war horses of King Beijiang have appeared within the borders of Xiliang, but no trace can be found despite searching every which way.

To be honest, throughout Qingyun Pavilion, only their pavilion master firmly believes that the King of Beijang is still alive. Their subordinates, the scouts, actually all agree that the hope for the King of Beijang to survive is extremely slim.

He couldn't possibly say such a thing in front of the master and the Northern Border Princess. Right now, besides speaking words of comfort, there was nothing else he could do.

Upon hearing this, An Xue Tang's heart sank. The despair in her eyes was even more profound than before.

Feng Ming tightened his fists, then walked to An Xue Tang's side and patted her on the back. "Regardless of anything else, this is still good news."

"Mo Yunjing's warhorse has always been spirited. Since the warhorse appeared in Xiliang, it means that Mo Yunjing is still alive and possibly in Xiliang."

Han Yun has already gone to look for them with people, and news should be coming soon. Don't worry.

How can you make people not worry about this

But An Xuetang didn't say anything, just nodded.

His gaze fell once more upon the face of the Qingyun Pavilion's spy, "Besides these, do you have any other news"

The investigator shook his head and could only say, "I'm sorry."

He knew the Northern Border Princess must be anxious and wanted to know more about the clues regarding the King of the Northern Border.

But the entire Qingyun Pavilion's forces have been dispatched, and they haven't found any clues. It is precisely because of this that their pavilion master is becoming increasingly anxious.

At this point, An Xuetang's eyes darkened as she asked again, "Then how do I find your headmaster"

Since she was already prepared to personally find Mo Yunjing's whereabouts, she would inevitably go to Xiliang. Once there, she had to meet Han Yun first. The Qingyun Pavilion spies did not hide anything and immediately drew a few symbols for her and Feng Ming to see, teaching them how to read the signals left by their Qingyun Pavilion spies. After Feng Ming and An Xue Tang memorized these symbols, Feng Ming pulled her back to the room. Having learned that Mo Yunjing might be in Xiliang, An Xue Tang's heart was restless. She couldn't stay here at all, wishing she could leave immediately.

But since Phoenix had already brought her into the inn, it was naturally impossible to let her not even get a rest.

Han Yun's people had searched for so long and couldn't find a single clue. To put it bluntly, even if he and An Xue Tang hurried over as fast as they could, what could they do

Could it be that his daughter Tang has some divine ability, and she can immediately find out where Mo Yunjing is after going there

That's obviously impossible.

So even if she's anxious, there's no rush. She hasn't had a good rest in days. Right now, we need to force her to stay overnight and eat something warm.

"As they returned to their room, An Xue Tang's expectant gaze was fixed on him. "Brother, I..."

"There is no room for negotiation on this."

Feng Ming knew what she was about to say and cut her off without giving her a chance, "After tomorrow, you can do as you please. When we get to Xiliang, you can decide how things will be handled. But tonight, you must listen to me and rest well."

After saying that, he forcefully pushed An Xuetang into the room. “The hot water is ready, I’ll be here guarding it, you wash up first. The shop assistant has already prepared the meal, we’ll eat some warm food once you’re done.”

An Xue Tang bit her lip in embarrassment, wanting to try again, but Feng Ming's eyes were so firm, not giving her any chance to persuade him further.

Finally, she relented and went into the house.

After a simple wash, he changed into * clothes. At this time, the inn had also prepared the meal, and the siblings first ate.

Feng Ming even personally brewed some tonifying medicine for her, to replenish her depleted body.

While she was eating and taking her medicine, Phoenix Ming feared that she wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully throughout the night. So, when she wasn't paying attention, he suddenly struck her acupoint for sleep.

He carried her back to bed, tucked the blanket around her, and sat in the room watching over her weary face, muttering curses at Mo Yunjing in his heart.

In the dead of night, An Xuetang's door was suddenly knocked on. Feng Ming frowned and got up to open it.

The visitor was none other than the scout from Qingyun Pavilion. He looked excited and handed Han Yun's letter directly to Feng Ming, "Young Master Feng, our pavilion master has sent another message."y important inside, so this princess is just going in for a little bit to find it. I won't do anything.""Please excuse me, Princess."“...”Zhao Yuer was speechless. This group of people were determine...